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Sima Shang looked down at the stone dumpling in his hand and listened carefully to the sounds outside. The auditory environment was filled with the footsteps of Sentinel soldiers, occasionally interrupted by the whinny of a horse. Apart from that, there seemed to be nothing else, so he asked, "What sound is that?"
Li Mu raised his head to glance at the stone egg in Sima Shang's hand, shook his head without saying anything. He had intended to mention that he thought he heard the sound of a war drum earlier, but now he couldn't hear it anymore. If the Qin Army had indeed sent a negotiation team, it would be impossible for them to issue another Crossing Battle order without hearing from this team first.
According to the marked pursuit route on the map, this Qin Army squad had directly crossed over the front line deployed by the Zhao Army and moved deeper into their territory. Given what Li Mu currently understood, he was initially worried that this enemy squad was targeting the Zhao Kingdom's Catapult units. Therefore, he dared not slack off and did everything possible to eliminate this enemy in the shortest time.
However, as their route gradually passed over the most critical battlefield positions, he began to relax a bit. Take their current location in this village as an example; it was already well behind the Catapult units. There was no reason for them to cause destruction while ignoring existing targets!
Moreover, the signs left by the Qin Army squad indicated that their total number of personnel would not exceed twenty. What could twenty people do!? Even if these individuals were elite among elites, what difference would it make!? Faced with infantry positions defended like iron barrels around long-range units, once they engaged, they would vanish without a trace.
As for being Martial Arts Masters!? Did they think the battlefield was just a street fight? Against the defenses of an Infantry Phalanx and the charge of a Cavalry Unit, they would probably be less effective than a scarecrow target!
Seeing Li Mu staring silently at the map again, Sima Shang ignored him and skewered the hard stone-like dumpling on a branch to roast over the fire. Watching as a golden-brown crust began to form on its surface, he tried flipping it with a thin twig while continuing to roast it. As the aroma of roasted dough filled the room, he handed it to Li Mu. "According to our markings along the way, we are currently behind the battle zone. I believe they have crossed over the front line and moved further back; should we continue pursuing them?"
Li Mu clearly did not care about the hot dumpling in his hands; he took it and began eating slowly. Since this Qin Army squad had successfully crossed the Dan Shui River, Lian Po had replaced the original Centurion with Sima Shang as the Sentinel officer at the crossing. This meant that his duty lay at the front line rather than in the rear. Once this Qin Army left the front line for deeper territory, they would no longer fall under his Cavalry Unit's jurisdiction.
If that were truly the case, could it be understood as each going their separate ways? Prepared to slack off, Li Mu decided that continuing to pursue was meaningless. After their troops were fed and rested, they should return immediately. The front line still needed them; hiding in the rear felt wrong!
In fact, Sima Shang had wanted to say this for a long time. Since they showed no interest in their Dan Shui River Defense Line, continuing to pursue had lost its significance. However, considering that their current position still belonged to their defensive area, he held back from voicing his thoughts. Another unspoken reason was that he felt frustrated by being toyed with by this Qin Army; if he could catch up with them, he would want nothing more than to turn them into minced meat out of sheer resentment!
But reality often played out like this; even if one gritted their teeth in anger, it couldn't change the fact that they couldn't catch up with them. Moreover, his Sentinel duties lay at the front line. It was essential to distinguish between personal grudges and overall defense priorities. Hearing Li Mu mention plans for withdrawal at this moment made him nod in agreement.
Now that it seemed like things were settled, Sima Shang's mindset also balanced out. Taking a bite of the fragrant dumpling, he said, "Who usually sleeps in? Little brother will only call you after dawn!"
Li Mu saw Sima Shang bringing up the earlier matter again and quickly clarified, "You should be grateful! I haven't slept all night! Alright! After we eat, let's continue sleeping!"
Isn't that ridiculous? Who was it that said the front line needed us just now!?
Sima Shang looked at the person sitting across from him, whose eyes were indeed bloodshot, and could only hold back his words.
...
"Who the hell is banging the drums!?"
Wang He slammed the table and glared at the generals standing on either side. The discipline of the Qin Army was always strict; how dare anyone openly defy orders!?
Seeing Old General's anger, the silent generals exchanged confused glances. It was true that their soldiers had entered the attack positions, but without orders, a full-scale assault was impossible. Moreover, their commander hadn't arrived yet; how could they launch an attack on their own?
"Grand Commander! Could it be that the Zhao Army initiated the Crossing Battle?"
"Yes! That's quite possible!"
As the generals under the tent speculated, Wang He merely nodded and sat back down. He wasn't worried about his troops disobeying orders because there was no reason to worry at all! As for the Zhao Army wanting to cross the river? What were they thinking? Lian Po was no ordinary man! If it weren't for the fierce Qin Army Offensive forcing them to organize a defense, he wouldn't even have thought of launching an attack!
I, Great Qin, am leading an army to punish those who conspired against the Crown Prince of Qin. Who in today's world would dare to stand against the Qin Army!?
Moreover, historically, there has always been a principle of punishing the unjust; are we supposed to turn that around!? Wang He waved his hand, calming the generals in the Main Tent. "Hmm! I was just asking who is beating the drums! I didn't ask which of your troops is doing it! Look at you all acting like fools! Before you even understand what I said, you're already thinking about pushing responsibility away! Someone! Quickly investigate! Immediately find out where that drum sound is coming from! Make sure to identify the troublemaker in the shortest time possible!"
"Yes!"
...
Since the sound of the War Drum echoed from across the river, the Zhao Army, already on high alert, was sweating with excitement. Even though the Qin Army had not successfully crossed the river, the casualties on their side were rising sharply. Attempting to kill the Qin Army that had reached the center of the Dan Shui River was undoubtedly a life-threatening action.
Have you ever seen rain? Yes! Any location discovered by the Qin Army's Arrow Formation would be instantly met with a torrential downpour. If they completed their attack without changing positions, those who survived were simply not valued by fate! The slightly more handsome ones were probably already dead!
The prepared Zhao soldiers were all focused on the flowing River Surface, and aside from the sound of water, there was no other movement. The drumbeats from across the river remained powerful, but the dense forest opposite was eerily quiet.
Thus, when the grim reaper, alerted by the sound of the War Drum, rushed over with a large blade, he found that nothing had happened near the Dan Shui River. Who is this!? In the middle of the night... No wait! What kind of nonsense is this in broad daylight!? It's simply unbearable!
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